I know, I know, I’m supposed to be covering the frenzy that is Fashion Week right now, but time is not on my side here. I’ll be doing it little by little, in case you are still interested. But now let’s go to today’s image.
The first time I saw the Wizard of Oz when I was a kid, I immediately fell in love with the slippers. Who cared about the lion that talked, or the Good Witch of the North’s sparkly princess gown, or the yellow brick road, I could only focus on the magical and glitzy pair of heels. Dorothy’s red, glittery slippers quickly became top of the list when it came to Christmas and birthday wish lists. But my mom wasn’t gonna gift her child a pair of red, shiny heels so I used to get Keds instead. Then came the discovery, a pair of silver glittery pumps inside my mother’s closet. Naturally, those became part of my outfits whenever we played pretend. I was about 8 so they obviously didn’t fit but I walked around the house all the time like a waddling duck in my mom’s magical silver slippers. It never was about the color, it was about the glitter, until now. Dorothy’s red slippers and my mom’s silver heels have morphed into a new aspirational item, a pair of pink glitter Miu Miu pumps and trust me on this one, now that I’m old enough to buy them for myself, I will (as soon as I find $650 bucks lying around somewhere).
Wishing you a great week!
“The Bikin costs how much? $15,000 for an orange bag? What’s it made of? Gold? You know you can buy a car with that kind of money right? Jesus, I can buy a knock-off for a 100 bucks out of a little Chinese guy’s trunk on Canal St. and nobody could tell the difference. Waiting list? Auction? Why one Earth would I put myself through all of that when I can run to the nearest Macy’s, get a Michael Kors tote and save a lot of time and money?”.
If you have once said the statement written above, we know you were lying. It doesn’t matter if you are fashion savvy, or if you are a collector or if you wear Crocs and shapeless chinos to work, deep inside, you really, really want a damn Birkin bag. To some, it may be about the status. To others, it’s all about collecting works of art (each Birkin is made from the beginning to the end by a single pair of hands, from the cutting of the leather to the last finishing touches). And to most of us, there’s just one simple reason, it’s pretty, it’s top quality and it looks so good. The Birkin is the prince charming of bags, only this French luxury dreamboat actually exists.
Why is it on my bucket list? Becuase when I finally get to purchase it, it will be a clear sign that I’ve made it in this world (yes, a French leather bag lies on top of my success-o-meter). Because it is an investment, it will last forever and you can treat it like an ordinary Old Navy tote. In fact, treating it like a work of art displayed at the museum is tastless. Woman, it’s a bag (ok, a $15,000 bag), not the DaVinci Gioconda. It was made to be worn! And then there’s the color matter, they make the most exquisite shade of pink and green, and blue. Everyone will tell you, if you are to buy one, buy it in black or tan. You will never get tired of a timeless color and you can wear it with almost everything. Me? I would go for the brightest and cheeriest color, the Blue Lagoon, the Rose Jaipur or the Blue Izmir. Happy Birkin, happy Birkin owner, right? Is the Hermes Birkin part of your bag bucket list?
January, one of the coldest and saddest months of the year (you know, the holiday season aftermath, when your bank statement is just sitting on the counter, unopened, waiting to choke you with debt), is finally over! And we are welcoming one of the loveliest months of the year, February. To be honest, my favorite month of the year has to be March. In March, we say hello to Spring and yours truly was born. A second favorite is definitely July. Why? Summer! Need I say more? And third in my list is February. Why? Because of my Rana’s birthday (my beautiful Schnauzer who makes life better, who can brighten up even the darkest day), Fashion Month (why of course), Valentine’s Day (not that I am a fan of this sappy holiday or that I really celebrate it, but it’s an excuse for stores to sell all kinds of pink and pretty things and an excuse for me to purchase them) and last but definitely not least, this baby’s third birthday. Yes, Sweet n’raw will be turning three years old on February 24th and I am truly proud and happy of what I’ve created so far. This three years have been a beautiful reminder of why I decided to start a blog and how much love I have for what I do.
So welcome February, I know you will be a good one!
I’ve been doing the character doodle thing for a while know, I’ve done Coco Chanel, Marie Antoinette, Holly Golightly and many more. And then it dawned on me, if I’m a character (a very complex character), why not do a doodle print about little Sophie?
So first I drew myself, my “after the curling iron” self. My “after the shower” hair is messier, curlier and a little bit hectic (but the rack is real, I do have those boobs). I chose the color palette, now that was a no-brainer: powder pink & blush pink forever. About my choice of accessories, I have a thing for toe-caps, pointy pumps with NO PLATFORM, all kinds of shoes (with no platform) as long as there’s animal print involved and shoulder bags in neutral tones. I love pink lips (not flashy and hot but pastel and natural), Agent Provocateur and white wine. I would say macarons are my third favorite dessert, cookie dough is my first but it’s not that pretty to draw or look at. Last but not least, I have a serious obsession, bunny slippers. I’ve never owned a pair, I’ve never found a pair, but as soon as I do, I’m not planning on taking those off.
So there you go, Sophie’s doodles, Sophie’s all-time favorite shit, Sophie’s very pink and powdery world. You likey?
I’ve never been a fan of the Balenciaga City, not because I don’t like it, but because it became an aspirational bag. You know, the bag every girl wants to have or already owns but wants in every color and size. I’m not saying I hate trendy stuff (half of the content in this blog are new trends and styles), I just don’t like overrated.
I have a bucket list, a bag bucket list, a list of bags I’m gonna buy, own and wear someday (someday soon I hope). My number one has always been the nude Chanel 2.55, a classic that will never go out of style and since it’s vintage Chanel (not those ghastly hula hoop things Uncle Karl has been doing lately), you can never go wrong . My second one is a new entry, the LV Vivienne. Never been a fan of Vuitton, but that little shoulder bag just stole my heart (and it doesn’t have the annoying monogram print). The list goes on and on and on and it keeps growing. And recently, that overrated Balenciaga city made the list and got its illustration. Why? Because they made it pink and little (remember my love for those little bags?), and who can say no to a pretty pink bag? Not me, that’s for sure!
Shallow Soph is back, more superficial and sharper than ever! Here she is:
Someone once said that good things come in small packages. I have always disagreed with the statment, I’m a fine package but I’m not bottle sized, I’m quite tall actually. My shoe closet is filled with good packages (all from Giuseppe, Gianvito and Jimmy) but I’m a 9 1/2, that doesn’t qualify as small. I like wine, I like the six bottle box better than the bottle alone. Now is the time for you to agree with me, not all good things come in small packages. In fact, most good things come in big-ass (my ass is not big, it’s actually petite) packages.
But as in all things, there’s an exception (or two, or three) to the rule: The smaller the bikini bottom, the better my petite bottom will fit. Jewelry, now that’s a good small package. Tiny liquor bottles and perfume ones, they always come in handy. And last but definitely not list, the bags. You like yours oversize? Then you haven’t seen the mini versions and you are really missing out. They are tiny, they are pretty and absolutely delightful. You know, like a cupcake, only they last forever and they don’t make you fat. So my advice for you:
“Enjoy the little things in life”.
(The Little Vintage Chanel, Little Hermes Kelly, Little LV Vivienne, Little Celine Luggage Little Pashli, Littly City Balenciaga and Little Valentino Lock).
Have a great weekend y’all!
I’m an “obsession du jour” kind of girl, new day, new obsession. But there are three constants in my life, the color blush, the pastel palette and Paris. I know, I know, I’m a walking cliche and you know what? I also have a thing for cliches. Lately, I have been transforming my doodles into prints and patterns. You’ll never get digital, vivid or abstract from me, I’m old school, I’m hand-drawn and I like ironic and fun. So I whipped up this little Paris poster, because Paris (in real life, in a dream, in a drawing, in a picture, or in a dress) is always such a good idea!
The magazines are putting flowery dresses and pastel pinks on their covers, the Fall collections have already gone on sale, the clothing racks are starting to get packed with lightweight garments, short hemlines and barely there sandals but that doesn’t mean Winter is almost over (we are only halfway through). The cold weather is gonna be here for a while and unlike Summer, my skin is getting lighter, organic chicken cutlet lighter, my hair is getting darker (and dryer), my days are getting longer and my drinks, well I always like my drinks chilled.
Summer is far, far away, but when the coming season is filled with pastel colors and pretty trends, I have been getting all worked-up about it. Here’s hoping Winter will go away in the blink of an eye. In the meantime, all I have is to dream about my 30 days of Summer (I plan on spending a month at the beach drawing, reading, tanning and sleeping), a bikini shopping spree (30 days of Summer call for 30 different bikins), my Valentino Garavani meets Snooki self-tanning lotion and my sketchkbook. It’s my sketchbook and in my sketchbook it’s always Summer.
It all came out as it usually does with my illustrations. What was supposed to be part of something, became the star of a post and the beginning of a new series of them, the Haute Doodles. As you already know, I am a fashion freak. I know my trends and I know my designers. I get really excited when Net-a-porter and Mytheresa.com add new items to their What’s new categories. I make wish lists about the garments or accessories I would love to own but can’t really afford to buy right now. And I do find extreme pleasure in drawing and coloring those items as well. Hey, if you can’t afford it, you might as well sketch it, print it and plaster it on the wall (for motivational purposes or decorative ones, your choice).
I’ve always been a Spring kind of gal, but this year, Resort became my new personal favorite. Resort has the best of the two worlds, Summery clothes, cheery Spring ones and a little bit of outerwear and knits, heavier garments. The clothes are more wearable, the have a seasonless feeling about them (great investment for your closet) and the collections have perfect timing: they have what you need, when you need it, temperature wise.
Resort 2014 was fabulous, the colors, the prints, the trends were absolutely beautiful and very much my style. One of the strongest collections out there, as always, was Miss Stella McCartney’s. And as always, there was that one dress everyone (or almost everyone) would love to own. You know which one, the shift with the lips, and the hearts and the matches, and the jewels. If I can’t have it, I’ll settle for the sweatshirt, or the Falabella clutch…
Have a lovely week…
I agree, the process of getting ready and all dolled-up for a weekend night out is fun, exciting and even more fun when a glass of wine or several glasses are involved. But every once in a while, and I made a ritual out of this while living in Milan, a night by yourself, in your pajamas is all you need. Life goes on at a crazy pace, so every now and then, our bodies and minds need a breather.
My breather involves a good book (The Game of Thrones series is now inside my Kindle), a good movie or series (nothing dark, something funny or romantic), a bottle (okay, two bottles) of Cabernet (or Merlot, or Malbec but not Shiraz, I hate Shiraz), a bowl of pasta (it’s tastier than pizza and it makes you feel less of a pig after the pigout), a box of Mr. Stanley’s classic fudge (my drug and a potential drug for you if you haven’t tried it) and a big-ass slice of carrot cake. The next day? That’s when the cucumber/mint/lemon detox begins.
Fan of enjoying your own company every once in a while? If not, you should try it sometime!
Have a lovely weekend folks!